Chapter 202 Follow me (4)

   "Tang Xirao." Three words blurted out.

  The popular little flower Tang Xirao.

   Xiaohuadan who is now very famous in China.

   But Ying Junchu did not know him.

   Maybe heard the name, but she chose to forget it soon.

   Although she has a good memory, it doesn't mean she will remember everything.

   Nothing that has nothing to do with money needs to be understood and remembered.

   is not necessary.

   "These three people have very different personalities. Why do you think these three people are the most likely?"

   Even if the personalities are different, even the genders are not the same,

   "See the essence through phenomena."

   "There is one more important thing." Ying Shuxiang whispered mysteriously.

   "What?" Ying Junchu raised his eyebrows slightly.

   She felt that the Ying Shuxiang in front of her at the moment looked like a magic stick.

   A **** who cheats to eat and drink.

   But Ying Shuxiang is a genius who cheats resources.

   "A woman's sixth sense." Ying Shuxiang picked up the latte on the table and took a sip. There was more milk and less coffee, and the taste was strong.

   She is very sensitive to the unique temperament of each person and can initially distinguish different people.

  "..." Ying Junchu didn't really want to talk.

   simply did not answer.

   She emptied her mouth with ice water, then finished the espresso on the table gracefully.

   Bitterness and aroma spread in the mouth.

   "Cousin, you won't understand."

   Gender limits your imagination.

  Winning Shu Xiang has a pity expression on his face.

  “…”

   Ying Junchu didn't want to talk at all.

  －

   After discussing relevant matters with Ying Shuxiang, she drove back to Shunhua Villa by herself.

   Yingjun would not usually live in Ying’s house in Imperial China at the beginning. Some people in Ying’s family were too annoying.

   The Shunhua Villa in the suburbs is clean.

   You can take a nap.

   At the end of September, the autumn is high and the air is cool, the cool autumn is dyed dark by the breeze, and at dusk, I am drunk in the arms of the glow of the treetops of Daishan Mountain in the distance.

   She parked the car in her private underground garage.

   Strolled into Shunhua Villa.

   Various flowers bloom on the large land outside the villa.

   She felt that her eyes were dyed with brilliant colors.

  The branches were trimmed neatly.

   The sparkling dew on the green leaves of the flowers reflects the bright hues of the morning sun.

   It's already dusk, who watered the flowers?

  In Shunhua Villa, besides Ying Junchu and the aunt who came to clean on time, there was only Ling Yiche.

  The villa is very big, she couldn't let Ling Yiche clean it alone, so she arranged for her aunt to clean it regularly.

  Reduce Ling Yiche's workload.

   Auntie cleaning should not be idle enough to prune and water so many flowers, and she has never arranged for Auntie cleaning like this.

  Compared to growing flowers in a greenhouse, Ying Junchu prefers to let the flowers he grows grow wildly.

   to fend for itself.

  In the baptism of wind and rain, they will live longer.

  －

  The sun at dusk jumped into the room through the bright glass windows, reflecting the faint light and shadow.

  Ling Yiche cleaned the room spotlessly. Although the villa was huge, he didn't feel tired at all.

   On the contrary, there will be a feeling of peace of mind.

  That's probably all he can do.

   The faint light and shadow on the ceiling guided him to recall her.

   Cool and detached.

  What is she doing now?

   must be very busy.

Um.

   A touch of longing wrapped him up again.

  It is dense and dense, like a cocoon, which makes people breathless.

  But, he can't.

  Can't miss.

  …

The door was pushed open, and Ying Junchu walked in.

   Mottled light and shadow fell on her body, outlining her faint outline, and her figure gradually became hazy in the halo.

  Ling Yiche was slightly startled, she appeared in his sight?

   Hazy and unreal.

Could    be a hallucination?

   When he was distracted, Ying Junchu had already walked up to him.

   "Boss Ying." Ling Yiche called her tentatively.

   Phantom won't promise himself, right?

   "Hmm." A familiar cold voice tapped lightly on his eardrum.

   "What's the matter?" Ying Junchu glanced at him suspiciously.

   The past overlaps with the present.

   She is still so familiar with her picturesque eyebrows.

   "It's fine." Ling Yiche shook his head with a smile.

   There seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in the blue eyes.

  When I miss you, you happen to be right in front of me.

   －－－－－

   When Mr. Ying returns to China this time, he will experience the sublimation of his relationship with Che'er.

   It's not easy, my own son, Che'er, finally has a name.

   What do you do after you have a name?

   Of course, sprinkle with sugar! Pet pet!

   (However, the male protagonist will still be abused from time to time.)

  

  

   (end of this chapter)